Wandering Swordsman |

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Song burst into laughter that echoed throughout the room like thunder. His laughter was filled with praise and encouragement for He Yun: "Hmm, you truly have your father's style. Yun'er, remember, when you venture into the martial world, you must take it upon yourself to uphold justice. But the martial world is treacherous; when you encounter a cunning and treacherous opponent, it's best to be cautious at all times. Now that I know you are doing well, I should return to the Sword Tomb tomorrow." His words revealed his deep expectations for He Yun.

Hearing Ouyang Song's meaning, which seemed to indicate he wasn't going to be taken back, He Yun felt a wave of relief wash over him, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. He quickly stood up, clasped his hands, and bowed deeply, his eyes shining with gratitude: "Thank you, Master, for allowing me to venture into the martial world. After this trip to Jingtian Pavilion, I will definitely return to the Sword Tomb to visit you." His voice was firm and promising, as if assuring Ouyang Song that he would not disappoint him.

Ouyang Song nodded, a hint of relief in his eyes, as if he could see the infinite possibilities of He Yun's future. He slowly stood up, patted He Yun's shoulder, and said with encouragement, "Yun'er, I hope you can learn from this experience. If you encounter an enemy you can't defeat, don't fight head-on. Preserving your own life is the most important thing." His words were like the earnest teachings of an elder, and every word was deeply imprinted in He Yun's heart.

He Yun nodded solemnly, his heart filled with gratitude, his eyes even more determined: "Master, I remember. Please rest assured, Master, I will protect myself and live up to your expectations." His words were full of determination, as if he was already prepared to face all the difficulties in the future.

Upon hearing the news of Ouyang Song's impending departure, the wealthy Wang looked somewhat flustered, as if he had suddenly lost his support. He quickly walked up to Ouyang Song, his tone pleading: "Hero Ouyang, could you stay at my residence for a few more days so I can show you some hospitality? If you need to return to the Sword Tomb, I can arrange several fine carriages to take you there at top speed."

Master Wang's words were full of sincerity. He knew that Ouyang Song was a senior master in the martial arts world. Being able to stay at his mansion for a few more days would be an honor for him and his family, as it would not only protect the safety of the mansion but also be a great honor.

Ouyang Song naturally understood the unspoken meaning in Master Wang's words. He smiled slightly, his tone reassuring: "Master, there's no need to worry. I will take Liu Ming back to the Sword Tomb for punishment. As for Liu Ming's men, I will also hand them over to the authorities. If anyone comes to harass us again, you can send someone to the Sword Tomb to find me." His voice was steady and powerful, like a shot of adrenaline, putting everyone present at ease.

Upon hearing this, Master Wang's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, and his expression softened considerably. He let out a long sigh of relief, his tone tinged with gratitude: "Well, since Hero Ouyang has made his decision, I won't keep you any longer. If you ever pass through this place in the future, please remember to come in and have a seat. I, Wang, will certainly treat you well." His eyes shone with sincerity, as if expressing his gratitude to Ouyang Song.

Seeing that Ouyang Song had made proper arrangements, He Yun felt a sense of relief. He stood up, faced Master Wang, and said with a firm tone, "Master Wang, now that Master has captured Liu Ming and his gang, I believe your friends should be much safer. I will go and rescue your friends in a couple of days after my injuries have healed sufficiently."

After listening, Ouyang Song nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Master Wang, his tone tinged with curiosity: "Yun'er, what's the story with Master Wang's friend?"

When Ouyang Song inquired, Master Wang quickly recounted the entire incident. He described how Liu Ming had kidnapped his friend and how he had been forced to pay a huge ransom, yet Liu Ming still refused to release him. Master Wang's tone carried a hint of helplessness and anger, but even more so, gratitude towards He Yun and Ouyang Song.

After listening to Master Wang's explanation, Ouyang Song nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Oh, I see. Alright, I'll stay and handle this matter. There's not much time left until the 15th of the twelfth lunar month, so Yun'er, you can go to Changbai Mountain with peace of mind." His tone was decisive and firm, as if he had already made all the arrangements.

He Yun was deeply grateful upon hearing this. He quickly bowed to Ouyang Song, his voice tinged with emotion, "Thank you, Master. I will set off first thing tomorrow morning. Please take care, Master."

Seeing how sensible He Yun was, Ouyang Song felt a surge of relief. He patted He Yun on the shoulder, his tone encouraging: "Yun'er, don't bring shame to our Sword Tomb when you get to Changbai Mountain." His words were full of expectations for He Yun.

He Yun nodded solemnly, his eyes shining with determination: "Master, rest assured, I will not let you down."

Master Wang was filled with gratitude when he saw that Ouyang Song had agreed to personally help. He said gratefully, "Hero Ouyang, I am truly grateful for your willingness to lend a hand. If you need anything in the future, please feel free to come to me. In addition, when Young Hero He and his companions set off tomorrow, we will prepare some travel expenses and three fast horses, hoping they will be of some help to Young Hero He."

Seeing this, Ouyang Song smiled slightly, his tone tinged with satisfaction: "Upholding justice is the duty of those in the martial world, so there's no need for thanks, sir. Besides, I'll convey my disciple's gratitude for your kindness in advance."

Master Wang quickly waved his hand, his tone sincere: "Hero Ouyang, you flatter me. Young Hero He has helped my household so much; this is what we should do. Young Hero He is young and promising; he will surely achieve great things on his trip to Changbai Mountain. I hope he returns safely soon."

He Yun's face was filled with gratitude upon hearing this. His tone was firm: "Master Wang, you flatter me. If I have the opportunity after my trip to Changbai Mountain, I will definitely come to visit you again."

A satisfied smile appeared on Master Wang's face: "Alright! It's a deal. Then I won't disturb Young Hero He's rest any longer." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door, his steps steady, showing that he was in a very relaxed mood.

Wang Ruoling, who was following behind Master Wang, paused for a moment at the door, then glanced back at He Yun. Her face flushed slightly, and she immediately turned around and followed her father.

Seeing that Master Wang had left, Shen Mo and Zhao Xue quickly stood up and walked towards He Yun. Shen Mo gently patted He Yun's shoulder, his tone filled with concern: "Brother He, then you should rest and recuperate today to heal your injuries. We'll see you tomorrow."

Zhao Xue smiled gently, her eyes filled with tenderness: "Young Master He, please get some rest." Her voice was soft, like a spring breeze, making people feel warm and at ease.

He Yun watched the two leave the room, and recalling the care they had shown in their words and expressions, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.